The days when pheromones were occupied by school grass

Lu Xing looked up at him, his eyes were right.

The meaning is obvious, you just let me take the blame this morning, and now you are asking me for help again, do you think this is appropriate?

Yang Nianshu touched his face twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Brother Xing, I think Mr. Hou seems to like you very much, so he shouldn't criticize you. And when he came, he asked me loudly and indiscriminately, so I..."

Yang Nianshu opened a pair of big, watery eyes with drooping eyelids, looking like he was pretending to be pitiful.

Gao Xing glanced this way for a few times, with hate in his eyes, as if Lu Xing was bullying Yang Nianshu again.

Lu Xing clicked his tongue in his heart, and interrupted him calmly, "Hou Pu asked me to invite the parents."

"Ah?" Yang Nianshu was a little surprised, "No way, I think Hou Pu treats you very well, like a son to you."

Hearing the word "son", Lu Xing's eyebrows knotted.

Yang Nianshu sneered, "I mean, you don't need to ask your parents for a small matter."

"He thought I..." Lu Xing paused, then said slowly, "Bullying you."

"You didn't bully me." Yang Nianshu said, "Why don't I explain it to you, and say that it was an accidental thing."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed a handful of hair, "But you smelled the back of my neck yesterday morning, so it's hard to explain."

"I didn't smell the back of your neck, but just sniffed it on your shoulder." Lu Xing said, "Who asked you to put on perfume."

"Brother Xing, do you think I can afford perfume when I'm penniless? I can't afford cosmetics either." Yang Nianshu said, "I spray mosquito repellent, Liushen toilet water. If you smell my shoulder, I definitely won't do it. If you don't believe me, try it?"

Lu Xing stood up all of a sudden, with writing all over his face: Try it.

He took a step forward, leaning his head slightly, his nose was still a little far from Yang Nianshu's shoulder.

Sniffing hard, today there is no smell of Liushen toilet water, but a faint smell of soap.

"I didn't wear perfume." Yang Nianshu shook his head, a little proudly.

Lu Xing froze for a moment, maintained his posture, his eyes were strange.

"Did you smell it?" Seeing him in a daze, Yang Nianshu stood on tiptoe generously and leaned over to let him smell it, "As long as you don't cross the line, I won't do anything. That day I felt that your breath was spraying on my back Here comes the neck."

Lu Xing's lips hooked slightly, and he moved his head to the back of Yang Nianshu's neck. Yang Nianshu reacted quickly, and suddenly raised his elbow, hitting Lu Xing's throat directly.

Lu Xing had been prepared for a long time and pressed his elbow firmly.

"Look, it's a conditioned reflex."

Yang Nianshu took a step back and broke free.

"I touched the back of your neck that day, why didn't you have a conditioned reflex?" Lu Xing looked at him incredulously, and he didn't even find a better excuse.

"That day I thought you were an omega!"

Yang Nianshu was a little angry, you dare to tell me that you played a hooligan last time.

Parents should do the same.

"You respond to alpha, but not to omega?"

"Yes." Yang Nianshu nodded.

"But I'm actually an alpha, and the omega is just your misunderstanding. If an omega pretends to be an alpha, you may also have a conditioned reflex." Lu Xing said, "Your conditioned reflex is too fake, it's not your body's normal reaction, It's your subjective assumption. When you asked me to touch the gland that day, you didn't do it, which means you can bear it. If you do it later, it means you did it on purpose."

Yang Nianshu: "..."

As the saying goes, hooligans are not to be feared, but they are cultured.

This logic is impeccable!

Yang Nianshu turned around angrily, sat down in his seat, and didn't want to talk to Lu Xing anymore.

If he continued, he would probably turn into a hooligan against Lu Xing.

He doesn't want this part-time job anymore, at worst, he will find another one.

He took out the internal materials and prepared to do the questions.

Gao Xing came over and sat down in Tang Jian's seat, and asked, "Nian Shu, he bullied you again."

Yang Nianshu raised his head and said, "No."

"He bullied you, you tell me." Gao Xing said.

Yang Nianshu put down his pen, and then remembered that he was happy to travel with Lu Xing before, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

According to his observation, they hardly spoke at school, and they looked very unfamiliar. Could it be that the two of them broke up?

"No, happy, he really didn't bully me." Yang Nianshu said, "I'm not easy to bully either. I had a little misunderstanding because of the money before, but now I've made it clear."

"Oh, although I'm not as rich as Lu Xingjia, I can still help you if you have any difficulties." The happy look is very sincere, and the tone is also very sincere.

Tang Jian stood aside watching him talking with Gao Xing, with strange eyes.

Yang Nianshu shrugged happily, "Thank you, go back to your seat, the teacher will be here soon."

After Gao Xing returned to his seat, Lu Xing stretched his long legs forward, put them on the horizontal bar under Yang Nianshu's bench, and stepped on it twice.

Yang Nianshu felt very speechless, Lu Xing looked quite calm, but he was quite childish in private.

After Tang Jian sat down, she glanced sideways at Lu Xing's long legs on Yang Nianshu's bench, and whispered, "I also said that you have nothing to do with Lu Xiaocao, and these legs are all stretched out in front of you."

Yang Nianshu took a pencil, leaned back, and was about to poke it down hard, but the pen touched Lu Xing's leg, so he gave up, and finally scraped lightly on his calf.

Scrape from below the knee to the ankle, leaving a long streak.

Lu Xing shuddered, the hair on his legs stood on end, as if an electric current had passed through his body, his scalp was numb.

He retracted his leg suddenly, stretched out his hand and rubbed vigorously on his calf.

Yang Nianshu turned his head, snorted triumphantly, and continued writing the question.

Lu Xing glanced at the back of Yang Nianshu's head, his eyes darkened.

Tonight is Chinese evening self-study, miss Zhang came over and asked the English class representative to announce the answer to "English".

Tomorrow night's self-study is the weekly exam, and she cheers everyone up by the way.

After Yang Nianshu knew Miss Zhang's secret, she couldn't look directly at her and kept her head buried.

Miss Zhang walked to the podium and said, "Tomorrow is the first weekly exam at the beginning of school, and the difficulty will increase slightly."

There was a wailing underneath.

"Quiet, everyone's difficulty is the same. After playing for a summer vacation, it's time to calm down." Miss Zhang said, "Most of the students in the class are still studying consciously."

When Miss Zhang said this, her eyes swept over Lu Xing and a few students with good grades in the class.

"Some students who want to eat hot pot in class have to work harder. If you don't even hand in your homework, you will basically say goodbye to hot pot in this life."

Miss Zhang felt that he had told a very funny joke, so he smiled.

It was really funny, but Wang Zhuer was sitting on the side of the podium, and everyone didn't dare to laugh, and all looked at Yang Nianshu.

Yang Nianshu lowered his head the whole time, looking at the information on the table, as if he was very guilty.

The daily homework of English is to do the school's internal materials.When he first came, no one informed him that he needed to buy materials, and now the "English" in his hand was given to him by Lu Xing, so of course he couldn't hand in the homework.

The more miss Zhang hit him like this, the more he refused to admit defeat.

English is almost all multiple-choice questions. He wrote down the answers on paper and matched them with Lu Xing's answers. They were all the same.

Yang Nianshu opened the English composition written by Lu Xing, the writing was fluent, the point of view was clear, and a lot of advanced vocabulary was used.

It's just that Lu Xing seems to have a grudge against "b", each "b" is separated, written as an elegant and extraordinary 13.

Yang Nianshu bit his pen and propped his head.

The difficulty of this "English" is average, but the difficulty of eating hot pot is a bit high.

Yang Nianshu felt that he still had hope. After all, the first weekly exam at the beginning of the school year, the teachers would give some abnormal questions beyond the outline in order to hit everyone's little self-confidence.

Its name is to let everyone deeply realize that the summer vacation is gone, and quickly take back that wandering heart.

The result is that there are few high scores and the gap between rich and poor widens.

I hope that I can perform supernormally, if I am lucky enough to be 05 more than Lu Xing.

Miss Zhang walked around the classroom and answered some students' questions.

Yang Nianshu ignored her the whole time and took out a book of physics exercises to do.

Miss Zhang walked up to Yang Nianshu, tapped twice on the exercise book, "Don't affect the average score of the whole class, our class has always been the top three in the whole grade."

Yang Nianshu didn't even lift his eyelids. He had never seen such a narrow-minded teacher.

"It's really mentally retarded." Miss Zhang felt bored, muttered something in a low voice, turned and left.

Yang Nianshu sneered and continued with the questions.

Today's physics homework is a bit too much, and there is a big problem that is quite difficult. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yang Nianshu had just found a way to solve the problem. When he finished solving this problem, it was almost ten o'clock.

Yang Nianshu lowered his head, considering whether to go to Liu's house or the hospital, when suddenly a figure stood in front of him.

"Please give way." Yang Nianshu stretched out his hand and squeezed it.

He raised his head, only to realize that it was Lu Xing.

"Brother Xing, why haven't you come home yet?"

"Wait for you."

With the street lamp on his back, Lu Xing's backlit figure stood in front of Yang Nianshu, with warm orange light shining through his hair.